I wrote and maintain abcde (A Better CD Encoder) - a popular frontend for turning your cds into mp3s (formerly known as cdgrab). I've also written a few backend tools for abcde - cd-discid, and id3.

I also collect way too much random computer hardware for my own good (didn't ever turn on the heater in the apartment this winter - it's electric heat anyway) and build small random flying things out of balsa wood every once in a while.

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Not that my car is. I totaled it a month later cuz one
morning I was in a hurry and didn't defrost the thing all
the way. (Note to self - don't be in hurries.) I hit the
tail end of the one truck that didn't have his lights on as
I was pulling out of my apartment's driveway and that was
pretty much the end of it (Civic hatchbacks always lose
against F250's). Luckily I didn't hurt anyone. And no I
didn't take pictures. So you can't have them. So there.

I guess actually enjoying my job for the next few months (I
get to replace the network backbone at work with a metric
buttload of Cisco equipment) will have to substitute for
that love stuff for now.

Abcde is nearing 2.0. I wanted a usable 'id3v2 -c foo' and a
standalone ogg commenter in my stocking for christmas, but
all I got was a furby and a tonka truck (woops, those must
be some other kid's... :>). Hopefully I'll be able to finish
things with enough spare time to slip the thing into testing
before woody freezes.

Thirteen Days was pretty cool. Go see it.

Oh, and if by some rare coincidence you're the guy who's
singlehandedly put *.babewarehouse.com in the top fifty
second level domains in our proxy server's statistics at
work, The MIS Gestapo Is Watching You(tm). But if you come
clean and admit to all of us you're a perv, we'll grant you
leniency because you're cool enough to read Advogato. Then
we'll laugh at you hysterically for a good hour or two and
look at you really weird every time we see you in the hallway.

Sunday night someone broke into my car and tried to drive
off with it - messed up the ignition switch pretty good,
gave up (leaving a stolen speaker box in the back seat), and
took off in a jeep a few spots down from me.

I guess they liked the stereo they saw, so last night (while
it was sitting in a car repair shop parking lot no less)
they busted open the driver's side window and ripped out the
stereo.

Merry fucking christmas to you too, punk.

Several police business cards and case numbers later I
haven't heard anything.

It's not even a nice car.

I need a new hallucinagen - the computer industry isn't
doing it for me anymore. I need a woman.

So, you all have to forgive me for not getting anything done
on abcde this week :)

Maybe this is a little open for a first diary entry, I guess
I've never needed to immortalize my feelings in a public
area before.